It has to end, to begin.

A few minutes ago, I experienced how completely annoying it is for someone to interrupt a conversation, with things of unimportance;
with something that could've waited.
geez.

lately,
my attitude towards life has simply been:

There's gotta be more to it than this.
like seriously.

This repetition's getting old.

and because I am the way that I am,
life doesn't seem worthwhile.
That's right now, at least.
I hope.

I'm stressed, to no surprise.
about what specifically?
a few things..
other than that, idk..

Tomorrow's the bestfriend's birthday.
I hope it's a nice one for him.
Game tomorrow too..
We'll see how that goes.

Two tests tomorrow,.
One that we're allowed to use notes on,
& another that we aren't.

I have to write more notes for the one.
& study like crap for the other.
There aren't enough hours in the day.

I don't think I'm as strong as I thought.
Carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders,

I feel weak.